I just woke up from an awesome 4 hour nap. Yes. I was that tired today. I don't know why...I guess I was just mentally exhausted from the past two, poopy days, and it turned into me being feckin TIRED!

My dream involved me, my friends Andrew, Brendan, Natasha, and my assistant manager, Joe.

Andrew, Brendan and I were finishing up a shift at work, and it was packed as all hell, I was on the phone with a customer flirting and chatting while not really working, and the other two rounded everything up.
Then the two of them, Joe and myself all teleported into a different dimension that we use to get away from everything and let loose. How you get there, is you have to pull on your inner lower eyelid. It's kind of an inside out thing...so we teleport there and it's a pure white, huge never ending room. It's just an open space.
Natasha also seemed to be there. Suddenly someone knocked on a door that wasn't there before, and Joe opened it. The door was then bifolding closet doors, and giant, creepy as fuck looking, fake mascot giant headed santa was there, and all I could do was run back and shriek my ass off. We all laughed about it afterward...apparently we're still in the real world, but anything we see and speak to is twisted as shit, although it's actually normal.
Then we hear another knock and we hear Natasha's dad's voice. We all huddle together, giggling about what we're going to see this time. NATASHA'S DAD LOOKED LIKE HIS NORMAL OL' SELF! And all of us screamed and laughed. Her dad is scary enough in reality it seems! hahaha XD

That's all that I can remember from the dream. Which is awesome. It had this light, fun feeling to it too. I LIKE!